Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister-Chapter 581 - 478: Who Let Her Have No Backing? Beating the Wild Mandarin Ducks

Chapter 581: Chapter 478: Who Let Her Have No Backing? Beating the Wild Mandarin Ducks

After his call with Aoyama Xiu Xin,

Suzuki Taichiro immediately called his brother, Suzuki Jiro.

At that moment, the chaos, or more precisely, the one-sided beating of Suzuki Jiro had already ended. With his head bloodied, he was supported by Yoshino Hazuki. Glaring at Nakamura Shinichi with resentful eyes, he seemed ready to devour him alive.

"Arrest someone, why aren’t you arresting anyone! Are you all blind? What are you standing there for? Didn’t you see him just hit me?" Disheveled and in a sorry state, Suzuki Jiro shouted, his eyes red with anger.

All the police officers looked towards the leading inspector, hoping for instructions from their superior, who remained silent and said nothing. He was waiting, waiting for the backing parties of both sides to determine the winner before deciding whether to proceed according to the law.

Otherwise, making a mistake could cause a mess.

"Ding-ding-ding! Ding-ding-ding!"

A ring of a telephone echoed. Suzuki Jiro looked around, bent down, and picked up his document case that he had forgotten to grab while fleeing. From it, he pulled out his own mobile phone and answered, "Mosi, Mosi."

"Get back here immediately!" The voice of Suzuki Taichiro, filled with anger, thundered in his ear.

Suzuki Jiro flinched, and reluctantly responded, "But, brother..."

"You have half an hour," Suzuki Taichiro stated in a tone that brooked no argument, adding, "Bring that woman with you."

The call ended right after those words.

Leaving no room for negotiation.

"Beep~beep~beep~" As the busy tones echoed from the phone, Suzuki Jiro felt both annoyed and happy; annoyed by his brother’s dominance, unwilling to give up on retaliating against Nakamura Shinichi, and happy that his brother ordered him to bring Yoshino Hazuki back—was he planning to approve their relation?

The joy in his heart slightly diluted the embarrassment and unwillingness. He looked up at Nakamura Shinichi and said coldly, "Leaving you outside isn’t because I am afraid of you, but to facilitate the divorce procedures between you and Hazuki later, otherwise, I’d definitely send you in."

After speaking, he spit out a mouthful of saliva, embraced Yoshino Hazuki, roughly shoved a few oblivious officers aside, and limped out.

"Detective Nakamura, I apologize for the disturbance," the leading inspector bowed and led his men away as well.

In a blink of an eye, the room was emptied of people.

Leaving only the defeated Nakamura Shinichi amidst the chaos.

Clutching his head in some pain, he only raised his head after a long while to let out a long breath and picked up his mobile phone to thank Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"Thank you for tonight, Senior Police Director."

"No need to thank me. I just hope, Mr. Nakamura, that you have not been knocked down by the little setbacks in life. If so, I might consider finding a more suitable working environment for you," Aoyama Xiu Xin said nonchalantly.

Nakamura Shinichi suddenly stood up, decisively making his position clear, "Please rest assured, these setbacks won’t knock me down. Instead, they’ve helped me see the true nature of life clearer, and I will not let you down for nurturing me!"

This time he was deeply hurt. From now on, to hell with love, he only believed in power and money.

"Really?" Aoyama Xiu Xin chuckled lightly and delivered some news, "Yoshino Hazuki will disappear."

"This..." Nakamura Shinichi’s face stiffened as he had once harbored real feelings, so he naturally felt somewhat reluctant, "Let’s part on good terms..."

"It’s not my decision. It’s Suzuki Taichiro’s decision," Aoyama Xiu Xin interrupted him, speaking in a displeased tone, "The conflict between you and Suzuki Jiro must have a fault on one side; do you think it’s your fault?"

Nakamura Shinichi remained silent. Of course, it was not.

In this scenario, as a man who had been cuckolded, he was completely a victim.

"So, was it Suzuki Jiro’s fault?" seeing him unresponsive, Aoyama Xiu Xin asked another question.

Nakamura Shinichi stayed silent.

Of course, it was Suzuki Jiro’s fault. But he knew Suzuki Jiro couldn’t be blamed either because the one at fault always had to bear the consequences. Was he, a minor detective, in a position to demand Suzuki Jiro to admit fault and bear the consequences?

Obviously, he wasn’t. If not for Aoyama Xiu Xin’s intervention, he could either have exploded in rage, blood spattering five steps, or he would have had to hold his breath in submission first.

"So, it isn’t your fault, nor is it Suzuki Jiro’s fault—it’s Yoshino Hazuki’s fault then. Who let her lack a strong backing? She disappears, and you two can shake hands and make peace," Aoyama Xiu Xin said casually.

Although Nakamura Shinichi was filled with unwillingness, he knew this was the best outcome and agreed, "Hi!"

Hazuki.

Everyone must pay for their actions.

"Shinichi, anger without the support of power is meaningless. Showing it will only make others want to strangle you in the cradle. Don’t let your emotions surface until you have the strength to act on today’s anger," Aoyama Xiu Xin spoke earnestly.

Nakamura Shinichi took a deep breath, trying to make his expression calm, "Hi! Thank you for your guidance, Senior Police Director. I’ve taken it to heart, and I will do so."

"Uh-huh, what man has not suffered from a lack of a wife? Her loss is your loss, but if you collapse because of it, it just proves her betrayal was justified," Aoyama Xiu Xin said half provocatively, half comforting, before hanging up the phone with a sigh, "Ah, being a supervisor, I still have to care for the lives and mental health of my subordinates."

After making his casual complaint, he leaned on the armrest of his chair, preparing to set out to meet Ito Sei and other high-ranking Land Guard officers. He had already gone ahead in the afternoon to see Nozawa Yi and had brought up one billion yen in cash, which he planned to take with him tonight to prepay some dividends from the project for the old Dengs.

Cash tempts people. Merely telling them how much they could skim from these projects might shock and please them for a while, but it wouldn’t last long enough without immediate physical presence; such emotions would naturally hugely diminish.

After all, the Land Guard was used to being pushed to poverty.

Poverty restrained their imagination.

But if you put one billion yen that reeked of money in front of them and told them this was just an appetizer with the main profits to come, the impact it would bring, along with the joy and expectation it would generate, would naturally be incomparable.

Although one billion yen sounds like a lot, it is actually only a little over ten million US dollars, and by now, Xiu Xin’s assets qualified him to have this perspective.

On the other side, Suzuki Jiro brought Yoshino Hazuki home, and after entering, found that the sister-in-law and parents weren’t there, only the elder brother with a gloomy face sitting on the sofa.

"Big brother," he bowed obediently.

Yoshino Hazuki also gave a nervous bow.

Suzuki Taro lifted his eyelids, looking at his beaten and blood-streaked appearance he felt both heartache and anger, "You look utterly stupid."

"It’s all because of that bastard Nakamura Shinichi!" Suzuki Jiro gritted his teeth and said, "If you hadn’t insisted I back off, I would have definitely sent him to prison today. What about Xiu Xin? He dares to cover up for his subordinate’s mistakes; I am not one of those civilians easy to bully. I would make it known to everyone!"

"Idiot! Scumbag!" Suzuki Taro was already trying hard to suppress his rage, but upon hearing this righteous but idiotic statement, he couldn’t hold back and threw a water glass.

"Crash!"

It shattered on Suzuki Jiro’s head.

"Ah!" Suzuki Jiro’s head, having been through battles today, covered his head, looking scared yet fierce at Suzuki Taro, "Big brother, why are you hitting me!"

"Are you not a ordinary person? You would make it known to everyone? Do you think what you’re doing is glorious?" Suzuki Taro’s face contorted as he roared, "Have you considered how this would affect our uncle if it got out? Would you like the reporters to write about how the Governor of Tokyo’s nephew abuses his power, insults a meritorious police officer’s wife and tries to imprison her? Are you wishing for his position to be unstable?"

If Nakamura Shinichi had no backing, it would be another story.

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"This can’t be that serious," said Suzuki Jiro, his face stiffening, with insufficient confidence.

Suzuki Taro just stared at him coldly.

"Fine," Suzuki Jiro lowered his head and pursed his lips, "if forgiving him would solve it."

"You forgive him?" Suzuki Taro, exasperated by the audacity, laughed hysterically and yelled, "You better bring gifts and go apologize to Nakamura Shinichi tomorrow!"

Suzuki Jiro was defiant, "He beat me up like this, why should I apologize to him? Hazuki and I truly love each other. What right does he have to stop us? Just because they were married? They can get divorced too!"

"Damn it!" Suzuki Taro suddenly turned his head towards Yoshino Hazuki and shouted through gritted teeth, "People!"

Two Violent Gang members who had been arranged to wait outside immediately ran in.

"Mr. Suzuki! Please give your orders."

"Dispose of her," Suzuki Taro pointed at Yoshino Hazuki, frowning in disgust and waving his hand as if seeing something filthy.

"Sir!" The two Black Society members bowed upon hearing this, and immediately approached Yoshino Hazuki.

"Mr. Suzuki!" The sudden turn of events shocked Yoshino Hazuki, who panicked and clung to Suzuki Jiro, hiding behind him.

"What are you doing! Stop!" Suzuki Jiro yelled at the two men and turned to Suzuki Taro, "Big brother, what are you doing to Hazuki?"

"This woman is the reason for your conflict with Nakamura Shinichi, and she is the main culprit that clouded your judgment; she needs to disappear," Suzuki Taro said.

Yoshino Hazuki’s face turned deathly pale, trembling and continuously shaking her head, "Mr. Suzuki, save me, save me!"

She thought she would marry into a wealthy family and become a rich wife, but Suzuki Taro actually wanted to kill her.

"No! Big brother, Hazuki is the woman I love the most. I won’t allow you to hurt her!" Suzuki Jiro became frantic, stepping in front of Yoshino Hazuki and shouting, "To touch her, you’ll have to take me down first!"

"You are indeed mad! A frivolous woman who’s married, what about her merits fascinates you so much?" Suzuki Taro couldn’t understand but was even more furious, telling the hesitant Black Society members, "If that’s the case, then let him have his way."

"I’m sorry." The two Black Society members bowed to Suzuki Jiro, then one advanced to restrain him, while the other grabbed Yoshino Hazuki.

"Mr. Suzuki! Save me! Mr. Suzuki!"

During the dragging process, Yoshino Hazuki cried and struggled, her face filled with tears and despair.

"Hazuki!" Suzuki Jiro bellowed, his eyes reddened with rage, "Let me go! Idiot! Get out! I will kill you! I have to kill you!"

But no matter how much he struggled and threatened, it was futile. To prevent his escape, the man controlling him pinned him to the ground with a knee.

"Mr. Suzuki! Save me, please!"

Yoshino Hazuki screamed until her voice was hoarse, but soon her mouth was covered, and she could only whimper, filled with regret that if she hadn’t cheated with Suzuki Jiro, she wouldn’t be in mortal danger.

Even now, she regretted not the affair itself but choosing the wrong man.

"Let me go! Brother! I beg you! Please don’t harm Hazuki!" Suzuki Jiro could only watch helplessly as the woman he loved was dragged away, disappearing from his sight, his heart filled with pain and despair.

Suzuki Taro, angered by his lack of fight, waved his hand and said, "Take him to his room to rest, you shouldn’t go out during this time, calm down properly and reflect on your errors, I’ll apologize for you tomorrow."

Xiu Xin allowed him to decide; if his brother just wanted a fling, Yoshino Hazuki could have kept her life, but since his brother was insanely bent on marrying her, Yoshino Hazuki must die.

After all, the Suzuki family was a prominent household, how could they let someone as flirtatious as Yoshino Hazuki, who had been married and came from a humble background, step through their door and lower their family’s threshold?

"Ah!" Suzuki Jiro, with tears running down his face, could only furiously scream as he lost his lover, venting his inner anger and pain through shouting.

Yoshino Hazuki hence disappeared, perhaps becoming a contributor to land reclamation, or maybe the foundation of the earth, waste for plants, or feed for livestock.

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